Tigris Felidae (Hollow)

Name: Tigris Felidae
Age: 40 Human: 35 Hollow: 5 years as a Hollow
Gender: Male
Height: 5 foot (in length since he mostly walks on all fours)
Weight: 140lbs

Appearance: Tigris has a feline body. From his neck down he has a King Cheetah’s body which is like a cheetah’s body but has a large black stripe of fur on the neck that leads to three black stripes that run down the back to a solid black tail. His face is a hollow mask that has a carved design that resembles a cheetah’s face with the tear drop stripes. Around the Hollow mask is a lion like mane of bone, the mane is made of thin interlinked bones that fan out (kind of like a skeleton of a mane).

Personality: Tigris usually follows his instincts which serves him well. Occasionally he has a tinge of human compassion that breaks through his Hollow instincts to do whatever it takes to survive. For the most part, he doesn’t regret taking the life of other Hollows; he sees it as the circle of life in Hueco Mundo. He isn’t above teaming up with other Hollows if he has a tough kill to make, which is consistent with his do whatever it takes mentally. He takes pride in his ever increasing speed and doesn’t tolerate others ridiculing his prized ability that he enjoys.

History: As a Human Tigris was a sniper for the military and had a different name. As a hollow he doesn’t remember his old name. During his service he was ordered to infiltrate a highly occupied enemy zone and take out multiple targets. He had performed a few high risk missions like this before because of his high accuracy percentage: 99.1. He was the best the military had seen in its long history. During the mission he was to take out as many targets as possible before reinforces came to extract him from the zone. However, his evacuation team never made it because they were shot down before reaching the heart of the enemy zone. Tigris sniped 20 moving enemies and 1 stationary target before he was forced to retreat and hide in a bunker that he had scoped out earlier. There Tigris managed to use explosives to exterminate 10 more enemies. Tigris managed to hold his position for quite some time, using every little mistake by his enemies to cause more fatalities in his favor. By the time another air support team made it to Tigris’ area, they assumed that he was long dead due to no radio contact from Tigris. The air support bombed the building that contained a majority of the enemies…and Tigris.
Feeling betrayed, and having been killed by his own friends and allies Tigris was reborn a Hollow out of his enmity. For the past 5 years, he has roamed the sands of Hueco Mundo hunting hollows and surviving. He lives now only to become stronger, he hungers for the strength to never die again, to become so powerful that he can never be betrayed again. He does whatever it takes to become stronger, while protecting his territory that he furiously defends.


Spirit power:3

Speed:3

Intelligence:10

Kidou mastery:3

Fighting skill:10.5

total: 29.5

Rp sample:
Tigris prowled the cool sands of Hueco Mundo, his long legs stretching as he scanned the horizon. He didn’t see any hollows but he had picked up a scent, the undeniable smell of lingering death. Death, it was in the eyes and on the breath of every hollow. He shook his boney mane and continued down a dune, towards the area he believed his prey to be in. Long strides carried him to a group of idle low-level hollows. He hadn’t been extremely hungry during his early browsing but at the sight of food, his mouth began to water and his stomach constricted in hunger. Slowly, he approached the group with stealth.
The group consisted of three hollows, one that resembled a gazelle, one that was like a hyena, and a buffalo looking hollow. Great, all of them have four legs which means they can actually run decently unlike those idiotic two-legged hollows, he thought. As Tigris inched closer, his keen eyes noticed that the gazelle like hollow’s ears shot up in alertness. He instantly knew that his game of moving silently was up and dashed forward as the three hollows noticed him and shattered in three different directions. His long strides became shorter and more rapid as he burst into a blur of tan and black spots. He didn’t use his mind; he relied on his instincts to pull him in the direction of the prey he would continue to chase. He found himself moving after the gazelle looking hollow subconsciously. That bastard, he thought, he had to hear me and make this more difficult.
Tigris anger was short lived as solely focused on the speedily retreating prey. It had been a few seconds but Tigris knew that he could only keep up his full speed a few more seconds. He sped forward and was upon his prey in no time. He could smell the sweat and fear that it perspirated. That smell mixed with the muscle strengthening chase excited Tigris as his endorphins flowed his body and his mind. One paw swiped a leg of the hollow, and another paw latched onto the body of hollow-Tigris could taste the healthy meal already. The first paw served to trip the hollow prey, and his second paw helped him to mount the prey as it fell to the ground in shock. Tigris shot in for a bite at the neck, his muscles screaming in ecstasy and his form perfect as he obeyed his instincts. The hollow within his jaws flailed frantically in its state of pure terror. Tigris jerked the neck harder as his claws sunk into the back, his mind willing the prey to cease and his body carrying out the thought. Once the hollow had stopped moving, Tigris consumed the hollow slowly savoring the meal. Graduately, as Tigris chewed, he became stronger as the hollow’s life force became his own.

*stamps forehead*
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